Well, Look What the Cat Dragged In

Yup. I’m back already. Just call me the Casey Fien of the Tiger blogosphere. You can’t get rid of me that easily.

So, I thought it would be for the best to take some time away from my soapbox of Nate-Hate to take care of the issues that have recently wrecked havoc on my personal life. As it turns out, things aren’t going to be as time consuming (at least right now) as I thought they would be. Sure, down the line I’m going to have to take a small break again, but for now, I can see no reason why we can’t continue to have fun with the Tigers at the good ‘ol DNR.

But to do this, we need to establish some new ground rules around here.

While I was being truthful in thinking I needed a break from writing on here due to the personal stuff, there was another reason that I stopped as well. The thing is, I just wasn’t happy writing about the Tigers anymore. I actually started to hate it. And as soon as I felt that I had an out, I took it.

I started this little blog to entertain myself and some friends of mine. Over time, I felt the need to be more like the other Tiger blogs out there and occasionally get away from the humor stuff that I enjoy doing. And while reporting news and doing serious analysis is fine for other blogs (and the vast majority of them do a fine job) it’s just not for me. The DNR 25 thing that I was doing, quite frankly, bored the crap out of me. The Tiger Droppings, while funny in my opinion, put a weekly deadline on myself that became a burden. So, I’m done with all of that. Baseball is a game, people. It shouldn’t be taken as seriously as so many people take it.

And let’s be honest, kids. If you’re coming to a blog called “DesigNate Robertson” and you’re looking for news, you probably should stick a lawn dart in your eye and save us all some trouble.

Basically, I’m going to stick with what I do best. And I’m going to stick with what I enjoy:

I’m going to make fun of Brandon Inge.

I’m going to second guess every decision that Jim Leyland makes.

I’m not going to be politically correct.

I’m going to call it as I see it, no matter how unpopular it is.

I’m going to make fun of Clete Thomas.

I’m going to make fun of stupid things written about the Tigers.

I’m going to keep pointing out that Don Kelly is horrible at baseball.

I’m going to do the “Keeping Score” thing that I did last season from time to time.

I will occasionally try to write something to make you think. (maybe)

I’m going to wish death by fire on Nate Robertson while maybe secretly pulling for him at the same time.

And I’m going to try to come up with some new ways to keep you kids entertained during the 162 game trek we call the baseball season. Let’s have some fun.

If anyone out there reading this has a problem with any of that, piss off. Stick to tigers.com and the freep. This blog is not for you.

Let me end on this: To those of you that texted me, left a kind word here on the blog, or emailed me your thanks and support, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. While “Rogo, Your Party Host” may be a prick and may say goofy things from time to time, Scott Rogowski, the person, appreciates every nice comment and all the support you have sent. You guys rule. Thank you for reading and caring.

To those of you that quietly lurk out there and check out this blog from time to time, I thank you, too. I hope you get some entertainment out of it and welcome you here anytime.

As for the rest of you, crawl up a bear’s ass and die.

We’re going to have some fun around here from now on. I'll do my best. Stay tuned.